Bai Liyan put the frying pan on the electric stove, searching for oil everywhere. Ji Yunhuan stared at him with wide eyes, "Bai Liyan, don't do this. You've had too much to drink today. You're really drunk."
"It's okay. Just wait, I'll be done soon." Though clearly drunk, he could still accurately find the switch.
Ji Yunhuan hurried over and turned off the electric stove, looking at the man with glazed eyes. "Bai Liyan, you're really drunk."
He looked at Ji Yunhuan, his eyes filled with sadness. "In your eyes, am I useless? No matter what I do, I can't compare to Qi Cheng. I can only cook for you, things you won't even notice."
"…Bai Liyan." Ji Yunhuan didn't know what to say.
He usually wouldn't listen to anything, and even more so now.
Bai Liyan said, "I'm different from Qi Cheng. Even without you, he can find other women. But in my heart, there's only you. If you don't want to see me, I really don't know what to do."
